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@unholysavior.bsky.social

@unholysavior.bsky.social

[ hmmmmmmmmm, wellllllll, he'll think about it. ]

Mhm

Hello :)

[ super tempted to maim someone

like now. ]

[ he may just resort to maiming people with his massive incisors.

grrrgrhegdrgrre ]

@livingextinguisher.bsky.social

No no.

Discard it and let us be done out here. I'm sure the forest would like to be rid of my heat.

[ He began to elevate, before reaching out to the other.

Grinning ]

We shall depart.

I cannot blame you.

its an acquired taste.

[ He'd chrip, landing in front of him. ]

[ And boy did Sunstorm hover close watching in clear glee, crimson optics bordering obsessed.

He didn't mind the reaction.

He'd expected it in all honesty.

Fingers dragging along the other's faceplate, scooping up the wasted ichor.

Bringing it to his own mouth ]

no worries.

[ it only interfered every so often, but Sunstorm was fast.

Too fast, pedes digging into the dirt as he landing just above an unaware moose, grabbing it.

the crunch wet, the body limp ]

Ah.

easy, no?

taste it. :)

[ it tends to die long before that point, especially when you're as far from gentle as the zealot. ]

lovely.

[ taking point, he treks forward, observant eyes hunting ]

a simple find.
shall i lead?

[ he rose from his resting position, smiling, grinning even. ]

[ staaaaaaaring ]

not that wretched thing..it's nothing more than ash by now.

we'd need to find you something fresh, writhing.
alive full of warm and gushing fluids.

correct.

once certainly won't hurt anything.

will it?

[ always ]

mhmmm

yes and no

[ incomprehensible as always, he stares at the slowly burning corpse.

He'd need another to continue his exploration ]

why not try?

[ exploring mortality once again, another wild beast.

another red stain across his faceplate..he's still not satisfied, the taste sickly sweet..iron so clear. ]

@livingextinguisher.bsky.social

@unholysavior.bsky.social

not a clue.

[ a smile, small but a smile as he sat as well ]

Who are you to Starscream?

Hiding away, lording over him.

what's your goal? in truth i would kill you. but Starscream has earned whatever this may be.

Kind and objectively true.

Now let us go.

The scent of charred wood agitates me.

Your mood matters little.

Either this conversation happens, or all of earth suffers a warm front.

[ He wasn't exactly capable of it at the moment, but he doubted Frostbite knew. ]

Sit.

As do i.

As.
Do.
I.

[ Ominous, very. ]

Impressive indeed.

if it were an emergency im sure you'd have succeeded.

[ He praised, from his seat ]

You can neglect to answer all you'd like.

It will serve no purpose more than annoying me.

Speak.

[ he demanded, optics growing brighter. The heat was only just beginning. ]

[ Silent and Night, two things that quickly lost relevance, as it grew brighter.

Sunstorm descending from the heavens, crimson optics peering. ]

You.

you and your tasteless chill.

who are you?

lovely.

[ he'd sit off to the side, set atop the massive stone sign, kicking his feet, watching Inferno work. ]

it is my only route.

only purpose, i know nothing more.

I never lie.